Cinespia (sin-eh-SPEE-uh)
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Shakespeare in the Park? That’s for pussies. Movies in the cemetery is where it’s at. During the summer months the film geek society Cinespia [LINK] shows movies at the Hollywood Forever Cemetery. Projected on the wall of the mausoleum of all things. We grabbed a “plot” and set up our snobby cinema food i.e wine, cheese, crackers, etc. The projector is mounted in the back of a truck and torches line the drives of the cemetery. A great night above and below the stars. They really should call it Filmstock. Minus the breakfast in bed for 400 thousand [LINK]. Two shooting stars and a satellite were spotted. Oh yeah, the movie… Cheezy fun film noir, “Pickup On South Street”. Sample dialogue… “Hey Buddy.” “Hey Mac.” “Hey Muffin.”
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Since I’ve been on a bit of a shopping spree as of late, I headed over to Wacko / Soap Plant / La Luz De Jesus [
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Every other night or so I go out the the jacuzzi and there’s a regular crowd out there that shoots the shit. It’s usually comprised of some combination of the Actor(s), the Director, the Editor, the Graphic Designer, the Visual Effects Artist (me), and Roger. It’s the epitome of what you’d expect from a crowd in L.A. Everybody’s in the business, except for Roger who soaks it all in. Roger is a large black man who has so many wild stories I start to wonder if he’s making half of them up. He’s sort of the unofficial overseer of the jacuzzi. There’s also an older lady who speaks way to frankly and says she’s dated Warren Beattie, Timothy Leary and Robert Atkins the diet guru. Anway, tonight, Actor says he’s going to be on the show “Monk” [
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One cool cat. As soon as I get home and open the back door, neighbor cat Eddie comes comes a runnin’. He hangs out with me a lot when I’m eating on the patio. While my Mom was visiting once she fed him some cheese and he immediately barfed it back up along with a weeks worth of hairballs. We lost our appetite right then.
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